Quench

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Choose a small cup

simple, without handle

 

each hand deserves a curve of warm

the offering of this today, inhabited

 

it cannot help but overflow

effortlessly overcome boundaries

designed by small needs

running down the sides in abundance.

 

Maybe you have forgotten

how little it takes

to satisfy thirst.

 

© Ali Grimshaw 2020

Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important Things – Available on Netflix

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Leaf Man – poem by Ali Grimshaw

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He brings me one each day

contrasts in shape, varied vibrancy

burnt red to ripe peach, presented

on the kitchen counter until evening

arrives at our window.

 

Held in his palm, our eyes meet

this wrinkled single donation

textured hues, imperfect edges

color story of today to cherish,

a temporary prize between us.

 

Trees give without expecting

something in return. Thankfully,

so does he.

 

© Ali Grimshaw 2018

May you find someone to share the beauty of nature with today.

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A moment’s gift – poem by Ali Grimshaw

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a time to keep silence near
exhale’s companion

a sound of not needing
to hold on,

open palm invitation

to allow the next
while nestled in cocooned cotton

like snowflakes in your hair
layers of white quiet, an offering

you didn’t have to earn

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

 

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Orbiting

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she wished to glue

leaves of color back onto the limbs

unprepared for season’s shift

then her dormant suitcase looked up

with eyes of grace, a reminder

of past orbits around the sun.

© Ali Grimshaw 2018

Ripe – a poem by Ali Grimshaw

 

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organic prizes tended affectionately

primed by summer’s passionate heat and BB King’s blues

quenching warmth, a gathering of sunlight kisses

red ripe to tango with your tongue and mine

slip into my backyard to delight in this tender flesh

this ready to please moment soon closed for the season.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2018

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Those that came before

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We are held

by unseen hands

family that came before

to hack through the wild

make a trail.

 

We are held

by their stories, mistakes

and courage. Rightness,

who is to blame

the tinted glasses we wear.

 

We are held

within their intentions

by the invisible imagination

of their hearts.

 

© Ali Grimshaw 2018

Inspired by this quote from Moorezart “We all carry, inside us, people who came before us.” ― David Mitchell, The Cloud Atlas

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Contentment

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She lived in a dented silver trailer

plainly, without shine inside and out.

The window view of sea

filled her need for decoration.

 

Constant rhythm of wave reassurance

ever evolving color of cloud, mist, fog

always filled her with belonging.

 

Passersby with lipfrowning judgement

downcast look of sadness at her dwelling

would never know her truth.

 

She had found her community of paradise

between wind and simplicity.

 

© Ali Grimshaw 2018

Silence

 

Life is short …

 

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My poem, Visiting With Chaoshas been published today on Vita Brevis. This literary magazine is dedicated to revive and nourish the rich existential literature that forms when art and the human endeavor collide. Thank you Vita Brevis for supporting the community of writers.  Through poetry we can calm our minds, share the human experience and laugh together to keep our sanity. Life is short, poetry helps make the most of it.

An additional thank you to Carl who first published this poem on  Versewrights .

Make it a beautiful day.

Ali